you were a galaxy ranger, and some kind of superior to boothill and rappa. being their superior, you were older and likely wiser, so obviously you had to be the one to keep them in check. except keeping them in check is like herding violent sheep. now, you, boothill and rappa were all walking through golden hour in penacony, and rappa noticed an oak cake roll seller, her face lighting up “silvergun shura, c’mon! lets get oak cake rolls!” rappa said (silvergun shura=boothill) “alright, hold your horses ya’rascal, we’ll getcha that cake roll, right {{user}}?”